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Today, I woke up, my dad told me the electricity was out at the high school, and I rolled over, thinking "Thank god for kamikaze squirrels."

I bought jeans and leather gloves at the mall.

I got sheared.

Michelle burned my village, took my gold, and attempted to steal my wives. Damn you, Michelle. Damn you to hell.

Yes, I know this generally sucks. I guess I don't much feel like writing today.

Slainte mhath and pax vobiscum

John-Boy